Come Here Datu
Come Here Datu
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The world seems to wither in time. The aura eats the body and the liver. The soul is no longer the same. When throwing a pierced sword is the heart.
Emon looked at the makeup mirror in front of him. A soft, sharp look reflected there. Curly hair with a red long dress looks graceful.
"Darling you know about the human heart?" Rubbing maroon cream lips on the lips, "basically, very fragile when once hit by a big storm!" Putting a blush on pink on the cheeks.
'If I knew what you were talking about, baby?' The screen on the dresser shows Eli busy with his sewing machine.
"I just don't want a blue day!" Smiling while putting on eyeshadow gliter.
'Honey if you ask about humans then only humans can answer especially those who experience. I also wish someone could make my gold sparkle.' Smile while holding the fabric and focus on the sewing machine.
"We have the same hope, Eli!" Tidying up with his black eyebrow brush.
When the world begins to be filled with the ocean called greed, it will be nothing but a temporary paradise. The fallen branches will be replaced. The fallen leaves will grow.
Rey sat in her side chair, still in work clothes. The clock is 17:01 on the wall. The lights start up, "sister Rey can take me home?" Sit opposite Rey's side chair. The man seemed to be enjoying his coffee. Cerel tidied up his waist bag rope. The clothes that the girl was wearing were a knee-length yellow dress and clear-cut sneakers. Her hair is tied to the end of her head.
"in 29 minutes we're leaving!" Sipping coffee staring down the street. The night view began to be neatly arranged. LED lights on trees and street lights on. Then-human traffic seems to be in harmony with the word busyness.
"What are you thinking about?" Take a piece of chocolate cake from a plate at the cocktail table.
"If all counts start and are left with the number 1 then, it will be very chaotic, because it is difficult for you to choose between two things!" Put the coffee on a small plate.
"Then you're lucky, because the numbers always start instead of end with the number one, you'll be able to choose from two things in two things." Blinking, mouth full of cake.
"Then I'll choose to take you!" Smilingly.
"That means there's another choice to make afterwards, right?" Take Rey's coffee and sip it.
"Your Benjamin is home!" Half whispered.
The sound of bicycles, cars, motorcycles and trains is full on the road. The park is the entertainment of the young. Many beings walk with their minds and hearts.
Waiting for centuries for music and songs to go unheard. Pouring the tormenting fire on the eternal lava. It is in vain to grow fertile land when everything is scattered.
Looking out of the house Lenia looks quiet, without the afternoon lights to the night lit. Street lights as lights outside the house. The taxi door opened, Bart got out first. In the hand hanging uei (rotan) bag contains a loan book. Taking Lenia out carefully, the girl appeared to be fast asleep. But, often took the body to open the eyes when in Bart's embrace. The fence opened, carrying their bodies towards the door of the house. The front door opens itself, "you do it like magic!" The girl's eyes were wide open.
"Pretending sleep won't save you!" Bart smiled bringing Lenia's body in.
"I hurt my waist and now my stomach hurts a little." Lowering yourself from Bart's embrace. Take off the footwear, throw the bag onto the sofa and go towards the kitchen toilet in a hurry.
Opening the kitchen toilet door was half rough, a little jolted when Bart came. Lenia was on top of the sitting toilet, the girl's face was pale and her body trembled. Menstrual blood is attached to her thin coats. Bart forcibly pulls the girl's jeans and thin-layer pants, separating the two subordinates. Laying jeans on Lenia's thigh, while the girl's thin coats were flush with a jet shower and slightly washed to remove traces of blood.
"Where's your sanitary pad?" One question from Bart and made Lenia realize. The girl was almost swept away with her thoughts.
"In the closet!" The girl's hand was still shaking, but was trying to point.
Bart walked quickly to Lenia's room. Opening the closet, at the bottom of the closet looks wrapping pads and there only leaves one pad with a lump of garbage. Bart took the girl's thin coats and put the pads there. Throwing a garbage pad into the trash can on the side of the room door.
Inside the toilet, Lenia cleans the bottom with water from the jet shower without staring in that direction. Bart arrives, takes a crouching position, and pairs the thin ply pants to the girl. Jeans on his left shoulder, holding both of Lenia's hands and helping the girl stand up. Lenia tidied up her pants. Bart took the girl's thin, unwashed pants into his grasp. Lifting Lenia's body in his arms and putting the girl on the sofa.
Bart headed into Lenia's room. Go into the girl's bathroom and put the thin-layer pants in the washing machine. Leave it alone without having to start the washing machine.
Lenia straightened her sitting position. Bart walked out of the room, placed on the back of the girl's jeans, "it's still good!" Giving a quick glance at the hanging Jeans pants, step towards the refrigerator and on his return give the ice bottle to the girl.
"Let it in the painful part!" Put on his white shirt, "where's the motor key?" The shirt is not perfectly fastened leaving two open top buttons. Lenia pointed at the dresser near the TV, watching the man. Bart shook his hand and the motor key was in his palm. On exit, the door is closed automatically. Lenia blinked her eyes slowly. A little dispel the girl's phobia.
Bart pulled both hands of the shirt to his elbow in turn. Motor on, go in a hurry.
One classic blue car looks to follow Bart's journey. On the car owner's screen, see the message with the sender in the form of a number, 'watch him for me!' Let it light up on the chair next to it. One new message slightly closes the message being read, 'report if anything deviates from what I mean!' It's the sender, Inspector Ricard. The mirror of the car slightly showed a cute face, Jean Kee. The car slowly danced on the asphalt floor.
The mini market door displays Bart's body. Slightly stretched muscles, Lenia's blue sandal footwear, and a focused gaze on the goal in search. Like pairs of eyes girls and women look amazed by the classy work emblazoned. There was a little quarrel from a friend dating one of the visitors and whispered girls with a struggling smile. In fact, a sexy young mother seemed to lose her elegance.
Bart was among the shelves of a special sanitary pad. His eyes looked confused looking at him. The man focused on choosing, picking up five packs of cloth pads. One middle-aged mother placed beside Bart an empty basket, "covered empty, you look busy young man, please!" Passed by with a smile before Bart replied. The man placed five wrappers in a basket and took them to the cashier's desk. There were two cashiers, one male and one girl in a pink hood, both wearing red batik jerseys. The male cashier serves two teams, teenage girls and a small family. Attach an eye to Bart who goes to the cashier of the girl in pink hooded. The girl appeared to be holding a smile as her hands scanned the five-pack of pads. Bart gave his unlimited ATM card out of his pants pocket, a blackcard.
"A lot, for your boyfriend, son?" A middle-aged lung mother who gave Bart a basket, was now behind him, in line.
"More precisely for my wife, miss!" Blink and smile on his side.
"Our history is finished!" One girl in the line next made a loud noise to the weak. His friends slightly beat and shut the girl's mouth. Sexy young mom breaks one of her high hel footwear.
"Please brother." A friendly voice, while giving a uei (rotan) bag containing pads at once with an ATM card on Bart.
Bart takes the uei (rotan) pack and his ATM, "excuse me." Smiling slanted as he passed away.
'The man doesn't even know many pairs of hearts that bleed because of it, at least let the delusion be a complement in the biodata!'